Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1211

A new spark of hope ignited in Felix's eyes.

But Claire only looked at him. "You really should have told me all this sooner. I would have stepped aside, and maybe that tragedy could have been avoided."

She was referring to Melanie.

At the mention of Melanie's name, the light faded from Felix's gaze. His fists clenched involuntarily. "It all happened too fast."

"Before I even knew about the arranged marriage, we had a huge fight. She broke up with me and completely vanished for two months. She was dead set on ending things. I looked everywhere, but I couldn't find her."

"Eventually, I had to accept the breakup. And then I accepted the marriage arrangement."

"But I never expected that the next time I'd hear about her... it would be the news of her suicide. On our wedding day."

He hadn't been able to stop it.

He never even had the chance to say a word.

Claire was genuinely shocked.

If Melanie was the one who insisted on breaking up, why would she choose to take her own life on Felix's wedding day?

It was too bizarre.

But it wasn't her place to judge someone else's past relationship, so she kept those thoughts to herself.

"Since things have come to this, you need to let it go," she comforted him gently.

Felix's tone turned resolute. "I'll handle the Madeline Lynwood situation. She's leaving the country next week and she's never coming back. I won't see her again."

Hearing this now, Claire felt it didn't really matter.

Whether Madeline stayed or left had no bearing on her decision.

"Just focus on your recovery. I asked the doctor, and you'll be discharged in five days at the latest. Once you're out, we'll go get the divorce papers," Claire said, completely ignoring his plea.

The air in the room seemed to vanish.

Felix stared at her, his hands slowly tightening until his knuckles turned a ghastly white.

"Do we still have to get a divorce?"

His voice was incredibly hoarse, the light in his eyes visibly dimming as a suffocating wave of despair washed over him.

"Can we... not divorce?" he asked so quietly it was almost a whisper, swallowing every ounce of his pride in a desperate attempt to test the waters.

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